The Texan cannon fired upon the huts, but the balls went through the soft adobe and seemed to do no harm.

It was like firing into a great sponge.

Triumphant shouts came from the Mexicans.

Their own batteries resumed the cannonade, while their sheltered riflemen sent in the bullets faster and faster.
Crockett tapped the barrel of Betsy significantly.
"The work has got to be done with this old lady an' others like her," he said.

"We must get rid of them jacals." "How ?" asked Ned.
"You come along with me an' I'll show you," said Crockett.